VIRA (Viki And Nara)

ViRA 114s

"Sorry Sir, Madam. If we can ask, what need are you both coming to our house for?" ask Mr. Hendra.

Although his condition began to improve, but Mr. Hendra has not returned to work. But he told his assistant to send all his abandoned work to his house.

"Sorry, if our arrival interrupts Mr. Hendra's rest and Mrs Rahma's. But, we came here to ask for your help." said Mr. Smith politely.

"Our help?" Mr. Hendra and his wife looked at each other.

"Please drink" said Mrs Rahma, when Mbok Nah lowered the drinking water on the table.

"Thank you Mbok." said Mrs Rahma, mbok Nah just smiled and slightly nodded his head.

Madam Binta smiled faintly seeing the attitude of Madam Rahma to the maid.

Mr. Smith and Mrs Binta sipped the drink in the cup, and put it back on the table. "It's about Kayla." said Mr. Smith.

Kayla's. The name was never even heard by Mr. Hendra and Mrs Rahma. Making the couple look at each other because of confusion.

"We asked for help. Meet us with Kayla." please Mrs Binta.

"Kayla." said Mrs Rahma, more to the tone of asking.

"Yes, Kayla. My daughter." said Mr. Smith.

"wait. You both seem wrong. We have absolutely no idea who Kayla is." explained Mr. Hendra.

Mr. Smith and his wife looked at each other. Both of them saw, if Mr. Hendra and Mrs Rahma had a confused expression. Since they called her Kayla.

"You don't know Kayla?" ask Mrs Binta to make sure. Mr. Hendra and Mrs Rahma nodded together.

"Pa.." call Madame Binta to the husband.

"But your son knows him." said Mr. Smith.

"Viki?" said Mr. Hendra to make sure.

"really. Even Viki intends to marry Kayla." said Mr. Smith.

"Married Kayla." Mr. Hendra and his wife laughed softly. Making a husband and wife who were near him feel astonished.

"It's true, if our son is going to get married. But not with a woman named Kayla." said Mr. Hendra.

"Sorry Sir, Madam. Maybe you guys are wrong. It could be, it is not our son Viki who proposed to your daughter." said Mrs Rahma.

The four adults seemed to have found no way out of their conversation. The sound of footsteps approaching them.

"Nara. Already home?" mrs Rahma asked, seeing her future daughter-in-law carrying a bag of crackles in both hands.

Nara has not seen the arrival of Mr. Smith and his wife. Because the two sat back to Nara.

"Where's Mira?" ask Mrs Rahma.

"Still in the back. Take the groceries in the trunk of the car." replied Nara.

Deggg,,, "What's possible, heaa.." said Mr. Smith inwardly. Although he has not turned his back to see Nara's face.

Nara approached them. Along with Mr. Smith who stood up and turned his back.

Deggg. Nara's steps stopped. With eyes clashing against each other.

"Kayla." said Mr. Smith softly, looking at the princess.

Mr. Hendra and Mrs Rahma were also slightly surprised, as Mr. Smith called Nara Kayla.

Soon Madam Binta followed her husband, looking back. "So, she's Kayla. Beautiful." said Madam Binta in heart.

Nara decided to look into her eyes with Mr. Smith. "Nara to the back first, aunt. Want to put the groceries." said Nara smiling.

"Yes." Yeah." Madam Rahma smiled along with a small nod.

"Wait, Kayla. Kay, Kay.." call Mr. Smith. But Nara did not heed his call at all.

"Pa's." Madam Binta stroked the husband's shoulder, and took him back to his seat.

"So, you mean Nara?" madam Rahma asked with a probing look.

"Yes. She's my daughter, Kayla." said Mr. Smith. With a sad look.

Mr. Hendra glanced at his wife. He immediately opened his mouth, before Madam Rahma's emotions overflowed.

"Alright, we'll try to talk to Nara. But sorry before, we can't give any certainty. Because all the decisions are in Nara's hands." said Mr. Hendra wisely.

The look on Madam Rahma's face was not good to look at. "Mr and Madam should go home first. For the next time, we'll exchange messages." suggested Mr. Hendra.

"Thank you Mister. Actually, I just want to talk to my daughter. No more." said Mr. Smith.

Mr. Smith and Mrs Binta left Mr. Hendra's residence sadly. But they felt a little relieved, because there was a little hope.

When Mr. Hendra said he would try to help them talk to Nara. Though all the decisions will be returned to Nara.

"Papa, why are you even acting like that." annoyed Madam Rahma.

"Like it how?" asked Mr. Hendra plain pretentious, even though he knew very well what the wife meant.

"Why are you so good to them!" mrs Rahma raised her voice intonation.

Both of Viki's parents already knew how Nara's life was before she and her siblings lived in this house.

Making the whole house amazed and more affectionate towards Nara and her two younger siblings. Especially Nara, although both are not siblings. But he loved her very much.

"Ma, listen to me." asked Mr. Hendra. While Madam Rahma still threw away her face with pouting lips.

"Ma. Look at papa." pinta mister Hendra gently. Indeed, confronting the female God-like creature must use extra patience. If not, the fight will happen.

Slow-moving and still pouting, Madam Rahma looked towards the husband. "You know, my mom was angry and upset with them. Mama forgot. They're our guests. Come to ask for help. And their way is fine." explained Mr. Hendra.

"Eeemm, so later if any guests come again. Asking papa to marry him in a good way. Papa wants to help her." fierce Madame Rahma.

"Gosh my god." Mr. Hendra shook his head while smiling faintly.

"Not so is ma. We'll help, whoever it is. The origin is still within normal limits. And help in matters of kindness." continued Mr. Hendra.

"Killness. Married also kindness." exclaimed Madame Rahma still in emotion.

Mr. Hendra just smiled faintly. "While talking about Nara, why go to the wedding" said Mr. Hendra smiling ignorantly.

"Yes, if you look around first. If the woman is young, beautiful, and happy. Who refuses." said Mr. Hendra teasing the wife who was emotional.

Soon Mr. Hendra left the wife who was still digesting his words. "Married. Papaa....!! Just be careful if you dare to marry again. Out of the papa bird." shouted Madam Rahma echoed. Without caring about other residents of the house.

"Anyways, until anytime. I won't let them take Nara. It won't. Just yummy. Used to be wasted. Now it's gonna take. Indeed Nara stuffs." madam Rahma.

Nara, who had been standing in the corner, was delighted. See how Mr. Hendra does not make his own decisions. Seeing Madame Rahma who loved him so much.